Warning lights are flashing down at Quality ControlSomebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the holeThere's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the townSomebody blew the whistle and the walls came downThere's a meeting in the boardroom they're trying to trace the smellThere's leaking in the washroom there's a sneak in personnelSomewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze'goodness me could this be Industrial Disease?

The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his postThey're refusing to be pacified it's him they blame the mostThe watchdog's got rabies the foreman's got fleasAnd everyone's concerned about Industrial DiseaseThere's panic on the switchboard tongues are ties in knotsSome come out in sympathy some come out in spotsSome blame the management some the employeesAnd everybody knows it's the Industrial Disease

The work force is disgusted downs tools and walksInnocence is injured experience just talksEveryone seeks damages and everyone agreesThat these are 'classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze'On ITV and BBC they talk about the cursePhilosophy is useless theology is worseHistory boils over there's an economics freeze

Sociologists invent words that mean 'Industrial Disease'Doctor Parkinson declared 'I'm not surprised to see you hereYou've got smokers cough from smoking, brewer's droop from drinking beerI don't know how you came to get the Betty Davis kneesBut worst of all young man you've got Industrial Disease'

He wrote me a prescription he said 'you are depressedBut I'm glad you came to see me to get this off your chestCome back and see me later - next patient pleaseSend in another victim of Industrial Disease'I go down to Speaker's Corner I'm thunderstruckThey got free speech, tourists, police in trucksTwo men say they're Jesus one of them must be wrongThere's a protest singer singing a protest song - he says'they want to have a war to keep us on our knees

They want to have a war to keep their factoriesThey want to have a war to stop us buying JapaneseThey want to have a war to stop Industrial DiseaseThey're pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blindThey want to sap your energy incarcerate your mindThey give you Rule Brittania, gassy beer, page three

Two weeks in Espana and Sunday striptease'Meanwhile the first Jesus says 'I'd cure it soonAbolish Monday mornings and Friday afternoons'The other one's on a hunger strike he's dying by degreesHow come Jesus gets Industrial Disease